User blog comment:Snowstripe the Fierce/The Mercenaries' War/@comment-26538658-20151124003822/@comment-1298206-20151215065941

''Abscon let fly another arrow and snorted at the sound of Boar telling them not to be heroes. He was rewarded with the sound of an unfortunate beast falling victim to his arrow. Being a hero was the least of his concerns. He'd be a "hero" for whatever side was giving him the better offer. At the weasel's call for them to take to the trees, Abscon gave the smallest of smirks. The trees were his second home. Quickly slinging bow over his shoulder once again, Abscon looked around at the nearby trees and found an oak tree that looked good for climbing. The stoat darted over to the trunk of the tree and managed to pull himself up onto a low-hanging branch and weaved between the limbs of the tree until he was able to find higher branch to perch on.''